Chapter 281: Goodbye Hisoka
Basilica.
Vermilion beams, angry eyes.
As always, nothing has changed.
Hawke stepped over the threshold and walked into the main hall, looking at Moyu who was standing at the offering table.
The slender and tall back made Hawke dazed for a while.
Hearing footsteps, Moyu turned to look at Hawke.
"What's next?"
Skipping the greeting step, he asked directly.
Hawke raised his eyebrows, and asked angrily, "I should ask this question, right?" What are your plans for the future?"
"I want to go to the Sky Arena."
Mo Yu said his thoughts very dryly.
He wanted to try the actual combat effect of "All Done", so he thought of the Sky Arena.
"Sky Arena, ......"
Hawke looked at Mo You seriously and carefully, and couldn't stop feeling relieved and proud in his heart.
"Listen to Chita, you got your Hunter's License and chose the path of a Bounty Hunter?"
Instead of asking Moyu why he went to the Sky Arena, he asked about the professional hunter.
"Well, the bounty hunter is good."
Moyu looked calm.
If he had obtained his hunter's license earlier, then the merits along the way would have been enough for him to be promoted to one star.
However, his attitude towards ascension is not as positive as Wright's, and he wants to become a bounty hunter just to get something in the process of arresting criminals.
In short, he recognized the profession of bounty hunter.
Because there are too many dehumanized beasts in this world......
He can't kill all the monsters in human skin, at least in a place where he can "see", so that the tragedy of the enthusiastic driver uncle will not happen again.
Hawke looked at Mo Yu with a calm face, he wanted to say that the bounty hunter profession is very risky, but he didn't say it after all, and asked instead:
"Moyu, your ability to eliminate thoughts is even stronger than Yelena's, so haven't you considered the profession of 'Mind Eliminator'?"
"Let's not say that the two are not in conflict, I have no interest in the profession of a remover."
Mo Yu didn't expect Hawke to suddenly mention the matter of the Remover, but he still gave an answer.
The ability to remove thoughts comes from the reward of perception, and its randomness and uncertainty are too great.
Although he still has a chance to save his life, Moyu prefers to see it as a way to save his life rather than a way to trade it for fame and money.
So it's still the same sentence -
He is not a remover master, so naturally it is impossible to develop towards the path of remover.
After a few words of conversation, Hawke confirmed Moyu's choice and didn't ask anything more.
In the days to come, he will stay in the temple, and Moyu will definitely go out to see the world.
As a father –
Even if you can't help, you can't be a shackle or an obstacle.
This is why Hawke asked Qiduo to hide the "status quo".
Hawke walked over to the offering table and looked down at the neatly arranged relics on the table.
"Moyu, do you want to know more about your mother......
"I'm listening."
Mo You also looked at the relics on the offering table, and the wisps of black telekinesis were extremely conspicuous among the relics.
"Elena She ......"
Hawke's narration echoed through the hall.
The story of Yelena's past unfolds in front of Moyu's eyes in his slow voice.
From beginning to end, Moyu only listened quietly until Hawke's narration came to an end.
After listening to Hawke's account, Mo Yu finally understood why Hawke brought an object with a death thought from various ruins or mausoleums.
No.
In other words, it was after meeting Yelena that he gradually began to choose the extremely strong afterlife......
Not for money, not for personal preference.
Rather, Elena wants to get rid of these threatening afterlife thoughts that may one day see the light of day.
This is her realization as a remitter.
It has nothing to do with selfishness, and it has nothing to do with righteousness.
It's just that she thinks she has to.
"King's Libra"
It was the last funerary object that Hawke brought out of a royal mausoleum.
As before, it was supposed to be Yelena who slowly unloaded the afterlife thoughts from the "King's Libra", and then it was up to Hawke to find the next afterlife that needed to kill the threat.
And yet—
The unannounced attack of the Qing Rin team eventually led to the death of Yelena, the suppression of the king's Libra in the space of thought, the erosion of Hawke by the Libra death thought, and the resurrection of Moyu from the dead......
It was also from that time that Hawke no longer had the energy and time to do his old job, but instead devoted himself to finding a solution to the curse of death.
It didn't matter how he died, but he couldn't let the curse continue on Moyu.
This is the meaning and belief of Hawke's life.
"She's so stupid."
Knowing Yelena's past, Mo You's eyes lowered and he sighed lightly.
Not for money, not for fame and fortune.
It's simply to get rid of some thoughts of death that might threaten others.
So Hawke, who never bothered or destroyed the mausoleums of various ruins, came together with a Yelena who did not seek money or fame, but only wanted to get rid of any threatening afterlife.
And in the end, it paid a terrible price......
"But I don't hate it."
Mo Yu stared at the various relics on the offering table.
Hawke looked at Mo You, smiled silently, and seemed to suddenly think of something, and said with some sighs:
"I've been to a lot of unknown sites and mausoleums, so it's clear that there are not a few dangerous things like Libra, but they haven't been discovered yet."
"It doesn't matter, I'll do it."
Mo You said calmly.
It's not a joke, and it's not meant to be a continuation of Elena's approach.
If he has a chance to get rid of his thoughts, and then there is an afterlife like "Libra" that can be called a "catastrophic level" that will harm humanity.
Then he will definitely make a move.
Not only because he doesn't choose to turn a blind eye, but also because he has a profit to do so.
But Hawke didn't know the reason, but he was cranky, and he was a little distracted for a while.
Justice, kindness......
So—
Will you choose the bounty hunter path?
Hawke thinks he's seen some of the sparkles in Moyu.
Night.
Menqi used the existing ingredients to make a table of delicious dishes.
Hawke was so amazed by Menqi's food that he almost swallowed it with his tongue.
He kept giving Menqi a thumbs up, and in addition to gobbling it up, he didn't forget to frequently praise Menqi's excellent cooking skills.
Even if Menqi is used to the praise of others, he is a little embarrassed.
Early the next morning.
Hawke got up early, intending to clean the temple before officially opening the doors to the pilgrims.
But as soon as he came out of the room, he saw that Menqi was already sweeping the floor in the courtyard.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Hawke's eyes were full of appreciation, and he was becoming more and more satisfied with Menqi.
Because Hawke had just returned, Moyu was not in a hurry to leave home, and stayed in the temple for a week before telling Hawke about his preparation.
"Go ahead."
Hawke was a little reluctant, but he kept these emotions in his heart.
this day.
Mo You and Menqi are packing up and about to go.
Rat Bao turned into a necklace with blue beads tied around Moyu's neck.
When it's not necessary, it becomes a necklace to control the loss of power.
"Have a nice trip."
Hawke stood in front of the temple gate and looked at the two young people who were full of vitality.
Moyu nodded at Hawke and turned to leave.
"Goodbye, Uncle Hawke!"
Menqi waved his hand, and only then did he keep up with Mo You's pace.
Hawke smiled and watched the two leave, until he couldn't see the backs of Mo You and Menqi, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, turning a little lonely.
In the middle of the mountains and forests.
Moyu and Menqi descended the mountain path.
Rat Bao turned back to his original form and jumped in front of him.
It is lively and active by nature, and prefers to wander around or play with Moyu rather than being a necklace and staying honestly on Moyu's body.
And over the years of suppressing Libra, it has never been able to do its favorite "treasure hunt" game, and has been staying under the release pond, just like going to prison, and it has long been suffocated.
"Master, are you going to sell this scale and crown?"
Walking on the mountain road, Menqi backhanded his backpack, which looked a little heavy.
The crown inlaid with the seven jewels brought out of the ruins, as well as the scales that had been removed from the dead, were carried in a backpack.
That's a bit of luck.
When he was in the ruins, Mo You asked the shadow clone to throw the crown to Menqi before killing the knight.
After that, he was teleported away by the "pipe" of the unknown lifeform.
Originally, Mo You couldn't be sure if the crown would be sent out together, but when he contacted Menqi on the World Tree later, he learned that the crown also came out with him, which can be called a surprise.
"Well, it's going to be sold."
Mo You said with a smile.
I didn't have any interest in collecting, so I naturally took it and sold it.
Not to mention the scales, this crown alone will definitely be able to sell for a sky-high price.
"But it won't be until September 1st."
Moyo then added.
Menqi asked curiously, "Why wait until September 1st?"
"Because September 1st is the time of the biggest auction in the world."
Moyo explained.
Menqi nodded suddenly, but he felt that there were still many months before the first of September, and before that, wouldn't he have to carry these two things all the time, but he always felt a little troublesome.
Mo You seemed to see Menqi's thoughts, and said with a smile, "Before we go to the Sky Arena, let's first find a place where we can keep the scales and crowns."
"Banks?"
Menqi's eyes lit up.
As long as you don't have to carry these two things with you, it doesn't matter where you want to keep them.
"No, it's a safer place than a bank."
The corners of Moyu's eyes curved slightly.
Hearing this, Menqi looked puzzled.
A safer place than a bank?
A few days later.
Schwadani City, Hunters' Association Building, Nitro's exclusive tea room.
Nitro sat on a tatami mat.
On the low table in front of him was not a tea set, but a bronze scale that exuded an ancient atmosphere, and a dazzling crown set with seven-colored gemstones.
Nitro turned his gaze to the bean-faced man, his gaze inquiring.
As if asking: where did these two things come from?
The bean-faced man was covered in cold sweat, wiped it back and forth several times with a white handkerchief, and explained with a wry smile:
"President, these two things were brought by Mo You, saying that he wanted you to help keep them for a while, and then he left the things and left, I, I wanted to stop him, but as soon as he was not careful, he suddenly disappeared."
「……」
After listening to this, Nitro showed a rare hint of helplessness on his old face.
Chop first, then play......
His eyelids lowered as he looked at the scales and crowns on the low table.
Even a layman can see the value they have.
"Stinky boy."
Nitro shook his head helplessly.
Meanwhile.
A spaceship takes off from the airport and heads to the Sky Arena, a continent away.
A few days later, the spacecraft landed.
Moyu and Menqi disembark from the ship and return to the city where the Sky Arena is located.
"It's back again."
Standing on the crowded street, Moyu looked up at the Sky Arena standing in the distance.
The tower-like building that towered into the sky seemed to be a sharp sword pointing straight to the sky.
Slowly retracting his gaze, Mo You casually stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
"Go to the Sky Arena."
Mo You sat in the back seat, helped Menqi put his bags, and then looked at the taxi driver in the driver's seat and said his destination.
"Okay, please tie up the security...... Huh?"
The taxi driver looked at Mo You in the rearview mirror in the car, and suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and a shocked look slowly appeared on his slightly dark face.
"You, what are you...... Mr. Ilmi, huh?!"
"Huh?"
Realizing that he was recognized by the taxi driver, Mo You was slightly surprised.
disappeared for almost a year and a half, but I didn't expect that anyone would still remember his identity in the Sky Arena.
"Mr. Ilmi, I'm a fan of yours!"
Without waiting for Mo You to respond, the taxi driver said with excitement on his face.
Mo Yu smiled and didn't speak.
"Why did you disappear without a sound when you were in the middle of the day? That's when a lot of people think you're ...... Phew, look at my mouth, I don't know how to speak, you forgive me."
The taxi driver talked to himself, and then steered the taxi forward.
Mo You pursed his lips and smiled, just quietly listening to the taxi master's words.
Even though he was silent, the taxi driver was there to express his regret and excitement.
regrets Moyou's inexplicable exit at the beginning, and is excited about Moyou's return now.
It wasn't until they reached the Sky Arena that Moyu and Menqi got rid of the buzz from the taxi master.
The two of them went to the registration office at the Sky Arena.
Here, as usual, there is a queue with no end in sight.
"There are still so many people."
Menqi sighed involuntarily.
Mo You smiled slightly, thought about it, took out his mobile phone and dialed Killua's number.
He wanted to ask if Killua was still in the Sky Arena.
A few minutes passed.
Mo Yu made several phone calls, but Killua never answered.
"Are you busy?"
Mo Yu muttered to himself and immediately put away his phone.
Suddenly.
The LCD screen hanging on the wall resounded with the sound of an impassioned advertisement.
Then Moyu was stunned when he heard the name "Tumbler Siso".
I followed the sound and looked over, but I saw the figure of Hisoka appear on the display.
He crossed his waist with one hand, held a playing card in the other, leaned slightly sideways, and painted a little drop-shaped makeup on his face with a smile that seemed to be not a smile.
Underneath Hisoka, there is a line of teaser text with the time and place of the game.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Hmm......"
Looking at Hisoka on the screen, Moyu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Could it be—
Is it the Lord?